I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 162 Just because I glanced at you in the crowd

"That's great! Thank you for your help."

Liang Zhendong was visibly excited and sincerely thanked Ye Qingzhou.

Beside him, Liu Lijuan and Liang Yawen were overjoyed. They thought they were going to embarrass themselves in front of everyone, but unexpectedly, things took an unexpected turn for the better.

Afterwards, Ye Qingzhou took out the invitation and made a phone call to Zheng Zhiguang, and the matter was resolved satisfactorily.

Liang Yawen smiled sweetly, walked to Ye Qingzhou's side with a face full of admiration, and looked at him affectionately: "Ye Qingzhou, thank you so much."

Although she had always felt that Ye Qingzhou was no ordinary person, tonight, Ye Qingzhou was able to solve a problem that her father had begged and pleaded with his relatives and friends to no avail. Only then did Liang Yawen truly realize how heavy the "power" Ye Qingzhou wielded was.

On Earth today, powerful martial artists, in terms of both social status and influence, are far superior to businessmen.

Especially in the Eastern Kingdom, so-called capitalists are nothing but a joke in the face of the nation and martial artists.

Any policy from the former can make capitalists cough up blood, while a martial artist's rage can cause capitalists to bleed profusely.

Liang Yawen stared blankly at Ye Qingzhou, still believing that Ye Qingzhou was helping her family because he was interested in her.

Little did she know that Ye Qingzhou's real intention in helping Liang Zhendong was to subtly plant a spy within the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce.

Liang Zhendong may not necessarily have to risk his life, but someone has to do things like gathering intelligence and passing on messages. We can't just do all that hard work ourselves, can we?

Now that Ye Qingzhou has joined the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce, it is impossible for him not to cultivate his own network and influence within the chamber.

Otherwise, you won't gain much benefit, and you might even be sold out one day without even knowing it.

"Brother Ye!"

Zheng Zhiguang personally came out to greet Ye Qingzhou. He had come over immediately after receiving the call, showing Ye Qingzhou a great deal of respect.

Ye Qingzhou naturally returned the favor, smiling as he stepped forward to shake hands with Zheng Zhiguang: "Mr. Zheng, I apologize for disturbing you."

"Hey~ what are you saying? We're all on the same side now. Xianyun Manor will be your home from now on, Brother Ye, so please don't stand on ceremony with me."

Zheng Zhiguang was very generous and gave Ye Qingzhou the highest VIP treatment at Xianyun Manor. Basically, all of Ye Qingzhou's expenses here in the future would be paid by him, "Young Master Zheng," and Ye Qingzhou would not have to spend a single penny.

Ye Qingzhou nodded and smiled at Zheng Zhiguang's kind offer, and did not refuse.

When it comes to social obligations, Ye Qingzhou isn't afraid of owing others favors.

If we really can't pay it back, we can just "treat the young master to some cakes".

Liang Ya-wen watched from the sidelines with her eyes sparkling. Ye Qingzhou's profile as he chatted and laughed with the business tycoon was just too handsome in her eyes!

The so-called martial arts geniuses she knew when she was studying in Shanghai were no match for Ye Qingzhou.

After all, Zheng Zhiguang is the richest man in Linjiang, with assets of nearly 50 billion yuan. He is a true business tycoon and social celebrity.

But this important figure had to address Ye Qingzhou as a brother, and even his words carried a hint of flattery and fawning. This completely overturned Liang Yawen's worldview.

But in Ye Qingzhou's view, all of this was perfectly natural.

In the real world, all rules and order are often built upon absolute violence. Therefore, whoever controls powerful violence is the creator and ruler of social order.

Martial artists on Earth have now effectively become the controllers of violence, and their social status has naturally risen accordingly.

Two hundred years ago, the appearance of the celestial cave and the emergence, or rather the revival, of martial arts led to a major reshuffling of the international order of the entire planet Earth.

Any nation that refuses to accept the new order and marginalizes martial artists has either declined or perished long ago, swept into the dustbin of history.

In terms of the power and status of martial artists, the Western Kingdom and Europe can be said to have done it more thoroughly than the Eastern Kingdom. After all, in the Western Kingdom and Europe, martial artists are the true uncrowned kings, able to do whatever they want to a large extent and disregard the law.

In comparison, the martial artists of Dongji Kingdom are more in line with social order, making them a rare exception in the world.

Ye Qingzhou introduced Liang Zhendong to Zheng Zhiguang: "Mr. Zheng, Uncle Liang and his family are my neighbors. He just returned from Shanghai and wants to help develop his hometown."

Liang Zhendong had heard of Zheng Zhiguang's reputation, but this was the first time he had met him in person, so he was very excited: "Hello, Mr. Zheng, I am Liang Zhendong."

Zheng Zhiguang first glanced at Liang Zhendong, then his gaze fell on Liang Yawen. He had clearly misunderstood something, so his tone towards Liang Zhendong became warmer: "Haha, from now on we're all family. Welcome to our Linjiang Chamber of Commerce family."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zheng!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Zhendong was overjoyed. He returned to his hometown and went around seeking favors, but despite spending a lot of money, he accomplished nothing.

If Ye Qingzhou hadn't helped him out today, he probably would have been humiliated in public again.

At this moment, he was truly grateful that he had bought a house in Jiangshan Dijin and had also met Ye Qingzhou.

After all, Liang Zhendong wasn't stupid. Zheng Zhiguang had clearly only recruited him into the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce because of Ye Qingzhou's influence.

Otherwise, given Liang Zhendong's own financial resources and connections, he simply wouldn't be qualified.

Then, Liang Zhendong glanced at his beautifully dressed daughter and thought it was a good thing he had a daughter; otherwise, he wouldn't have the convenience he enjoys today.

If only the relationship between my family and Ye Qingzhou's family could be further improved.

Liang Zhendong also realized that Ye Qingzhou, a martial arts prodigy, was destined for great success. If he could get on her good side, would he still have to worry about business in the future?

I bet there are plenty of people willing to send him money to make a profit!

But soon Liang Zhendong hesitated again. What difference was there between what he was doing and "selling his daughter for personal gain"?

While he hesitated, several tycoons from the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce, whose net worth was also in the tens of billions, did not hesitate to bring their daughters to befriend Ye Qingzhou.

Even Zheng Zhiguang, who has no daughter, brought his niece along.

These pampered, wealthy, and beautiful women are all stunningly beautiful, with almond-shaped faces and rosy cheeks, more beautiful than flowers, and in no way inferior to Liang Yawen.

Good guy!

Even business tycoons with assets of tens of billions are selling their daughters, so what do I have to hesitate about?

If you don't sell, plenty of others will!

Liang Zhendong quickly stepped forward and pretended to ask Ye Qingzhou for help, saying, "Ya Wen is unfamiliar with this place, so I'm asking you to take care of her. Besides, you are both young people and classmates, so you should have something in common."

After saying that, without caring about his daughter's astonished expression, Liang Zhendong grabbed his wife Liu Lijuan and ran off to hand out business cards.

Ye Qingzhou was full of questions, unable to understand what Liang Zhendong was up to with this "entrusting his orphan to the emperor at Baidi City" attitude.

Then, looking around, he realized that he was surrounded by beautiful and wealthy women, and there wasn't a single rich second-generation heir he could show off to.

"What's going on? Why are they all stuffing women around me? What do they take me for? A lustful monster? This is outrageous!"

Ye Qingzhou was furious. He was a dignified gentleman with noble character and the ability to win people over with virtue. He had always acted uprightly and honestly, yet he had been misunderstood like this. This was truly intolerable!

In a fit of anger, Ye Qingzhou became furious.

"Ye Qingzhou, I heard you started a martial arts tutoring class and the results are remarkable. Can we join?"

"Yes, yes, we've heard that martial arts can beautify the skin and sculpt a perfect figure, and we're all very interested."

"Just say yes!"

Zheng Shuyi, Liu Lifang, and Yi Shuqi, three rich heiresses dressed in their finest attire, were all circling around Ye Qingzhou, even resorting to coquettish tactics.

Their backgrounds are all extraordinary. Zheng Shuyi is Zheng Zhiguang's niece, while Liu Lifang and Yi Shuqi's fathers are among the top three richest men in Yongzhou.

The businesses of the three companies behind them alone cover industries such as electronics, beverages, and real estate. They are all business tycoons in the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce whose mere presence can shake the entire city's economy.

Ye Qingzhou originally didn't like them, but since they wanted to join Zhouzhou's tutoring class, that was a different story.

Liang Ya-wen watched Ye Qing-zhou "embracing two women" from the sidelines, but there was nothing she could do. Among the five people present, she had the lowest status and had become completely invisible.

The party tonight was very lively. Ye Qingzhou even saw an old acquaintance, Yuan Jingfei, who was surrounded by a group of tall, handsome, and wealthy second-generation men, all of whom were trying to curry favor with her.

Ye Qingzhou was too lazy to approach and continued to observe his surroundings.

It must be said that, perhaps due to the development of martial arts, the wealthy people present today are all in excellent physical condition, strong and full of energy, as if they have undergone genetic optimization.

Without a doubt, it's all from eating rare and exotic foods.

After all, the rare flowers and fruits costing hundreds of thousands or even millions are unaffordable for ordinary people, but these wealthy people who are not short of money can definitely afford them.

Unfortunately, in Ye Qingzhou's eyes, these people were all too weak.

Rare and precious items rich in vital energy can indeed prolong life and strengthen the body for ordinary people. Some rare and precious items can even enhance one's cultivation and transform one's being.

If one cannot convert their cultivation into sufficient combat power, that's another matter entirely.

A strongman who trains every day can convert calories into muscle, while a couch potato who lies still after eating can only store calories as fat.

Rare and precious items cannot directly make a person stronger.

Ye Qingzhou looked around and noticed that apart from the Yuan family, none of the local martial arts families in Linjiang had sent anyone. Curious, he asked Zheng Shuyi, "Why is it that only Yuan Jingfei from the martial arts families came?"

Zheng Shuyi's expression turned bitter upon hearing this: "People from martial arts families look down on gatherings like ours. It's only because the Yuan family has been seeking development in the business field in recent years that they are willing to participate in the activities organized by our Linjiang Chamber of Commerce."

Well, it's quite normal for a businessman to be looked down upon by a bunch of martial artists, but Ye Qingzhou just didn't expect it.

After all, in his previous life on Earth, this lousy martial arts practitioner could only work as a bodyguard for business tycoons.

On Earth, however, those who practice martial arts are the real masters.

Capitalists are nothing but a bunch of lousy kids.

Especially when you reach the level of a martial arts master, money is basically useless.

Because few of the training resources needed by master-level martial artists can be bought with money, it's no wonder that martial arts families don't like to associate with capitalists.

Not long after, the other main character of the evening finally made a grand entrance.

Tao Zhiliang, the vice president of the Liancheng Chamber of Commerce, was leading his men into the banquet hall with an arrogant and disdainful attitude.

And beside him, there was one person who stood out the most.

This man was short, stout, and sturdy, with two gold and blue maces on his back.

The fact that this person used a mace as a weapon indicates that his martial arts skills must be power-oriented, and his destructive power would be astonishing once he started fighting.

The man seemed to sense Ye Qingzhou's gaze, turned his face, and revealed a ferocious smile.

Ye Qingzhou sensed intense malice, even killing intent, emanating from him, and wondered, "He wants to kill me with just one look? That's so domineering?"

Zheng Shuyi leaned close to Ye Qingzhou's ear and warned, "Be careful. I recognize this person. He's a notorious professional martial arts master in Hunan Province, named Wu Baojun, nicknamed 'Thunderbolt.' He has a volatile and tyrannical personality and has a history of beating his opponents to death on the ring multiple times."

Was it intentional or accidental?

"The martial arts association says it was an accident, but who believes that?"

Zheng Shuyi sighed softly, "But there's nothing we can do. His master is Zhao Baoming, after all."

"Zhao Baoming?"

Ye Qingzhou suddenly realized the origin of the murderous intent emanating from Wu Baojun.

Although Xing Jiansong and his family had alibis for their deaths, the Wushu Association had no evidence.

But which martial artist will talk to you about evidence?

Is the purpose of practicing martial arts to reason with others?

Therefore, when martial artists encounter such situations, they often choose to abandon the law and take up arms.

Sensing the malice emanating from the other party, Ye Qingzhou also felt a surge of murderous intent, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Isn't living good enough? Why throw away your life in vain?"

Wu Baojun had no idea that he was about to lose his life because he "took one more look at you in the crowd".

Zheng Shuyi thought Ye Qingzhou was sighing because he was worried that her side would lose, so she quickly said, "Don't worry, our Linjiang Chamber of Commerce has also invited a master from the Iron Fist Sect. Moreover, he is a professional eighth-dan expert who has defeated Wu Baojun before. This battle is sure to be a sure thing, without any chance of failure."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall martial artist, who looked to be around thirty-five years old, stepped forward from the crowd.

This person's five fingers are thick and strong. Once clenched, his fist is definitely bigger than a clay pot. Coupled with his muscular arms, he looks very "powerful and strong".

Wei Sen, the "Monument Breaker," is a professional martial artist from the Iron Fist Clan, possessing the strength of a professional eighth-dan!

Ye Qingzhou glanced at Wei Sen, sensed his strength through Cicada Sense and Heart Sword, and compared him with Wu Baojun. He then shook his head, clearly not optimistic about the outcome of this battle.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Wei Sen will undoubtedly lose this battle."

Zheng Shuyi's eyes widened suddenly as she looked at Ye Qingzhou in astonishment: "You...you're joking, right?"

"There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me."

Ye Qingzhou was too lazy to explain too much. After all, Zheng Shuyi was a complete novice when it came to martial arts cultivation, and she might not understand even if he explained.

A rich kid standing not far away angrily walked over and shouted at Ye Qingzhou, "You said Senior Brother Wei would lose? Ridiculous! Do you even know anything about martial arts? You're just spouting nonsense here."

His arms were also exceptionally strong and powerful. Ye Qingzhou had seen this physical characteristic on He Weifang and He Wenjie before, and immediately realized that the other party also practiced the "Iron Arm Skill".

"Trash from the Iron Fist Clan?"

Ye Qingzhou guessed the other party's identity.

Upon hearing Ye Qingzhou's words, the other party immediately flew into a rage: "How dare you insult the Iron Fist Sect! Don't think that just because you won the Hunan Provincial Championship, you can act arrogantly here!"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "How can an objective description be considered an insult? Even if the leader of your Iron Fist Sect stood in front of me, I would still dare to say this."

Standing to the side, Zheng Shuyi was almost in tears. She didn't dare to say a word, because she couldn't afford to offend either Ye Qingzhou or the Iron Fist Sect.

"Fine, you've got guts! My name is Kang Qichang. After the banquet, I will inform my senior brother about this matter. Let's see if you can still be so arrogant then."

Kang Qichang is now a disciple of the Iron Fist Sect, and he is proud of this identity. Therefore, he consciously upholds the honor of the sect and naturally takes Ye Qingzhou's words as a provocation.

"Sigh, I'm usually too lazy to remember the names of small fry. After all, I have too many things to think about every day, and I don't have time to waste my energy on a piece of trash like you."

"you!"

Kang Qichang was so angry he almost vomited blood. In the end, he said nothing, turned around and left in anger, clearly preparing to go back and report to the authorities.

Zheng Shuyi wanted to play peacemaker, but although Kang Qichang liked her quite a bit, the matter involved the Iron Fist Sect's reputation, so he could only say, "Zheng Shuyi, it's not that I'm disrespecting you, it's just that he went too far!"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Zheng Shuyi quickly advised Ye Qingzhou, "Why don't you apologize? The Iron Fist Sect is one of the seven major sects in Linjiang, with a master-level martial artist in charge. You've offended them for no reason..."

Iron Fist Sect can be considered the local tyrant of Linjiang. They are known for their unreasonable behavior and have a history of bullying and monopolizing the market.

If they don't cause trouble, everyone should be secretly happy. But now someone actually dares to provoke the Iron Fist Sect?

Ye Qingzhou's actions left Zheng Shuyi completely baffled as to what he was thinking.

Little did she know that Ye Qingzhou genuinely didn't take the Iron Fist Sect seriously, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Just a second-rate mid-sized sect in the martial arts world, I don't even consider them a threat."

The Azure Dragon Reflecting the Moon at home has recently been practicing the "Fish-Dragon Transformation" and has been continuously infused with innate Jia Wood Qi and innate Yi Wood Qi by Ye Qingzhou. She is about to break through the ninth level of Ascension and return to the Martial Saint realm.

A mere second-rate, mid-sized sect in the martial arts world can be wiped out with the flick of a wrist.

Even without Yingyue's intervention, Ye Qingzhou could fight against a master-level opponent on his own. Therefore, the Iron Fist Sect was not worth worrying about.

(End of this chapter)